A JOLLY WANNABE SPECIE

I have blogged previously on the knack our specie has for celebration. Yesterday’s event reminded me even more. What more can I say than to wish the Duke and Duchess of Cambridge a happy married life? Like a fairy tale, may they live happily together after all the pageantry and royalty of their nuptials. They have done well in reminding us of the institution of marriage and what it stands for.


Much of the talk in the circle I found myself yesterday was on the persons of the bride and the groom: William’s unspoken carriage that translates into the fact he understands the gravity of his overall responsibility; Kate’s display as an individual at peace with herself. We are reminded to know who we really are, to appreciate our opportunities and extol the sense of responsibility that come with them, to enjoy being ourselves and to lead our lives. These virtues, almost infectious, are readily identifiable by others and go a long way in the manner we are responded to.

Back to the drift of mankind towards the giggly, what happened to all the British apathy to royalty after Princess Diana’s death? Yesterday, I saw a people known for public self control let loose in an unprecedented manner. May be it’s that thing in us wanting to identify with something good and jolly. As far as I was, on April 29, 2011, I surely ‘pitched my tent’ with the popular and cheerful.